Iby Fresh & Stevie D - Coffee Break 2% [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: CB Radio]
I work hard but I sleep late
Expensive dinners no cheap dates
I'm spending now like I can't save
Got comma signs you can check the bank
You check the paint like you ball hard
I don't give a fuck about my mauled car
Cuz I'd rather strut on your boulevard
With these bitches thinking damn hes a star
White gold bling so beautiful
And my neck game is so musical
Old necklace down on my wrist
So I've got some white gold right next to my cuticles
Who would know that that dude could flow
Tall plant small pack, minute the bowl
And my eyes are low so y'all want to know
Where I'm from so I'm telling y'all Mexico
And I take control of this beat I'm riding
Keep it up man I'm still deciding
Should I quit and give up this shit
Should I take the beat and just keep rewinding
I keep fighting this hate man
Get up out of my face man
Trying to battle me but I spit this heat
So I'm leaving y'all with y'all face tan
Now you understand where I'm coming from
Chew the beat like its bubblegum
No pop sounds like a phony gun
Trynna talk some shit you should hold your tongue
Or bite the shit, but don't bite my shit
My words bite-proof you can quit your munchin'
Cuz I've got some kicks and they sick as shit
And this fashion shit is way over function

[Verse 2: Iby Fresh]
Posted up at home and I'm just staying on my shit
You might know as be fly but all my niggas call me quick
Yea your swag is alright but you ain't cashing out like this
I head straight up to the factory cop every J I miss
Didn't pick up the phone that's time to shine that you missed
And I let that bitch ring and tell that ho to play with her fist
The crew is hella deep and our swag is retarded
Leave this mother fucker empty like a dead person farted
Sharted, everybody telling us that we next
No more tripping over that two percent while your girl is giving me sex
Its that pat you down at the club, its the same status giving me checks
And the women that you in love with is just giving me stress, so
In this moment of proximity nigga, all I need is positivity nigga
Because my brothers they got so many enemies nigga
But I'm just using this brain your girl giving me nigga

[Verse 3: Stevie D]
Nobody out here praying
Our records they ain't playing
No shit its obvious
That they don't hear what we saying
Pay attention and listen up
I only got time to say this once
We the shit, I don't need your bitch
Cuz I'll just get one off my list
Get in line and take a number
Cuz all they got is hunger
For a loud dude that roll like thunder
But all I roll is that jungle
Light that shit up by the bundle
Yea I guess I'll roll up some mo'
'Scuse me miss want a hit of this shit?
I'm a need payment, yup a hundo
These bitches like what you thinkin'
Its cuz my name is Franklin
No you're not mistaken
Its Danklin coffee breakin' the bank
With bacon for haters hatin'
I keep it straightened
You couldn't hang with my paintin'
Like Indy couldn't hang without Peyton
They'll need more than luck to be celebratin'
And I would know, cuz I can flow
Till the fucking cows come home
Old MacDonald's waiting for 'em
On defense like Bruce Lee Bowen
Guess its time I wrap it up
Cuz I got it by the foot
General Mills my genitals kill
Get it? Dick by the foot